Notes
“But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathe, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o'clock in the morning.”
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3 comments on mr. wind-up bird
lucieyh May 07, 2020
i loooove murakami AND this mixxxxx
⃠bibelot October 20, 2015
such a lovely mix
⃠honeyfed October 21, 2015
@bibelot thank you! im glad you like it
⃠inclement August 21, 2015
so nice
⃠honeyfed August 21, 2015
@inclement ;)
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